A friendly shuttle driver once told me that there are more museums in the U.S. than McDonald’s and Starbucks combined. That was news to me. Click here for the article.
It makes sense because no matter where you travel to in the U.S., every town has its own museum. I imagine that many museums are (locally) government funded and/or reside at historical sites that are their permanent homes.
I drive past my town museum a few times a week. Before today, I had not thought once to drop in and say hello.
As expected, my town the museum is very small. It consists of only 2 rooms, the larger is about 20’x 10’, and the smaller is roughly 10’ x 6’. They sell postcards, only 1 of which has the town name on it! I like that.
The current exhibit was about the hippie history of the town. There were hippie clothes, hippie books, drug paraphernalia, and details about the commune that once flourished back in the 60s and 70s.
Growing up, I vaguely knew about hippie history. I didn’t learn very much about it in school, but heard stories about it from the many tourists I encountered throughout the years. Everyone seemed to have a deep nostalgia for the city that once was. It represented the center of the counterculture movement for so many and brought them back to their youth.
2017 will be the 50th anniversary of the Summer of Love. For the West Coast, there will be a lot of people celebrating. I already see that there’ll be conferences and a huge free concert in the city.
Strangely enough, this summer is also the deadline I’ve set myself to finish any lingering projects and start my next adventure. Perhaps it will be a good time to reconnect with the city and my roots!